Weather

"Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather."

- John Ruskin

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A constant complaint of mine has always been the weather in Virginia. I tease that we have three seasons; summer, winter, and wildcard. It's always spuratic and unpredictable. Raining one day, ninety degrees and sunny the next, and then sixty degrees and gusty after that. Virginia definetly should not be recognized for it's weather. But I've found a bit of joy in the eclecctic nature here. The unpredictability has become somewhat pleasant in the way a grab-bag at the dollar store is. I never know what to expect and it now brings somewhat of a thrill. Nothing pleases me more than to wake up to sunshine and then two hours later see the sky dark as coal, thunder crashing around me, lightning shooting across the sky as fast and bright as it can. Even snow, my least favorite form of precipitation, brings a touch of surprise and wonder. It could be ten at night and still seem like four in the evening with all the light reflecting off every tiny snowflake. I've begun to have much more respect for the things we don't typically pay attention too. Next time it rains try to look at each individual drop. Watch it hit the window and run down only to drip to it's demise. Look at snowflakes when they stick to your hand and appreciate each one's individual pattern. Feel the sun and how it warms your skin. The unexplainable things are the most wonderful things in life.